AUDREY"Wasn't it more appropriate for us to talk in the car, or we could have done it in your office?He doesn't respond. I'm surprised when his hand touches my lower back and pushes me into the restaurant.That's what he did; he brought me to a restaurant to discuss the pending matter. Again, we're exposing this fictitious relationship, or whatever it can be called.I know I shouldn't worry because I don't usually come to these types of places to have dinner, so I don't run the risk of running into someone I know, but he does.What if we bump into an acquaintance, or worse, one of his friends? I don't even want to imagine it."Your list already arrived in my email inbox," he speaks after we sit at the table he reserved. "I read it a little, and I didn't see many things that include your daily life.""That's because there aren't many," I assure him."How?" His eyes fixate on me. "Don't you have a life outside of work?" he asks, surprised.I had never felt embarrassed to admit it; usu
AUDREYI toss and turn in bed; I haven't been able to sleep at all because his words keep swirling around in my head every second.I don't know how much time passes, but eventually, I fall asleep, and tomorrow I'll have huge dark circles under my eyes.The next day, as I expected, exhaustion doesn't leave my body. I'm on the verge of falling asleep at my desk.The day passes slowly, at least that's how it feels, but I'm thankful that there's not much work to do. Next week, there will be a new meeting with investors and sales analysts, and everything is ready for that day.Like every workday, it's filled with paperwork, copying, and filing more paperwork, chatting with my friend during our lunch break, and then getting back to our tasks. This day and the following day go by without much fuss. The rumors among my colleagues seem to have quieted down a bit, maybe they've gotten distracted by something else.As for my boss, Daniel, I've only seen him in the mornings when he greets me with
AUDREYHis kiss is demanding and assured, just like he is. His lips control our kiss, leaving me breathless, and I can feel a strong sensation stirring inside me, and warmth invading that lower part between my legs.God, if his hands and mouth were to go there, I would lose all control...What is happening to me?I move my body when my mind clears a bit; it's not the right time or place. But what am I thinking? Nothing should happen between us; this is wrong.I gently pull away, interrupting our kiss, but keeping my hands on his shoulders as I recover from that fabulous kiss we just shared.I'm surprised to see that Daniel also seems a bit agitated by our kiss; his breath is as irregular as mine. As I regain all my senses, I feel myself falling into a state of confusion, unable to understand his spontaneity and his reaction after the kiss.Since I met him, I haven't seen much of him. Sometimes he seemed bold, while other times his seriousness irritated me.His composure at this moment
AUDREY"Don't be nervous," he whispers in my ear. "Trust yourself, you'll do fine."Do I look that obvious? And how can he be so sure?We approach what seems to be his parents. Both of them are engaged in a lively conversation with a group of three more people. One of them clears his throat, drawing Mr. Anthony's attention, and Mrs. Sarah notices it, turning towards us.An expression of astonishment appears on her face as her eyebrows raise; she looks at me for a few seconds before diverting her eyes to her son. Mrs. Sarah is very beautiful, with her silky blond hair, tall and slender. She might have had some work done on her face, but that doesn't take away from the natural charm she still exudes.Mr. Anthony ends his conversation and turns towards us. His expression is very different from his wife's.Nervousness runs through my body. What if they don't believe our charade? What if I mess everything up? I think Daniel senses my unease again as he wraps his arm around my waist, pullin
AUDREYOn Monday, everything goes back to normal. After the Saturday night event ended, Daniel took me back to my apartment. Neither of us mentioned anything about the kiss or anything else; we just said goodbye, and I got out of his car.In such a short time, I'm already tired of this. I shouldn't have played along; now I have no way out of the predicament my dear boss got me into."Do you have everything ready?" he asks without preamble when he arrives at the conference room. I nod. "Perfect, we'll start in less than five minutes."He announces that and then leaves down the hallway towards the reception. What changed in him? He seems different, distant. Now it's all business with Crawford.The meeting ends before eleven, almost time for lunch. I head to the small cafeteria on that floor and leave the tray with empty coffee cups. As I'm about to leave the room, suddenly I feel a body pressed against my back, trapping me between the counter and preventing my escape."But what..." My w
AUDREYI grab my pen and notebook that are on my desk and grabbed my purse to get my small bottle of headache pills. My mind is still reeling at times from what happened the day before in that room, and then that scene takes me where I saw him with that blonde offered chatting very happily.He hissed between his teeth a curse when a more painful twinge hits my temple a little. I walk to the elevator when and open the bottle, and ingest two pills before entering the metal cubicle.They have sent for me to the design and photographer floor, I don't know why, but I must go and find out and I must take advantage now that Daniel is not in the office and there is not much pending work to be taken out.As I walk through the doors, I run into several models and other colleagues I've met before. I greet them and make my way to the reception area."Hi, I'm Audrey, the secretary…"I know who you are "the girl behind the counter cuts me off "Mr. Taylor is waiting for you in the photography area.
AUDREY"What is that? "I'm pointing."Well, a dress, miss..." the young woman in the dressing room replies."I already know that-the girl looks at me like I've gone crazy. "I won't wear it, so don't waste your time waiting. "I recriminate."But Miss Turner…I'm interrupting her."Don't say that to me either, call me Audrey, I'm also an employee of this company. "I point as I see in my hands the garment, she gave me; it looks more like a piece of fabric than a dress. "Can it be called a dress? "I ask with a gesture of disgust. I think they have more fabric than a prostitute's clothes."Yes, it's a new design, from one of the best designers in the country, "the girl smiles, she didn't notice my dislike for that garment. "The best of today.If you call this the best, I don't want to know what's the worst. He looked at her and forced a smile."Well, I'm not used to wearing this... "I look at it again while I look for a way to name that dress without offending the creator. I won't wear tha
AUDREY"Kiss, hug, show that you love each other. Oh, do all those things that couples give each other, they give each other a lot of love, Marlon raises his voice more.When will this end?"For the love of God woman" exclaims the photographer. "Hug your man, make it look like you love him and that you will not let anyone steal him from you.To have it stolen from me? Let them take it if they want so much, they'll do me a favor. But, of course, I won't shout it out loud.And why did I get upset a moment ago when that blonde insinuated that Daniel wanted her?What nonsense, I'm not interested in that, let him take it if he wants, in fact, I put a huge bow on him as a gift.Daniel's arm reaches up to me and wraps around my waist to draw me towards him, his hip collides against my waist. I stiffen when I feel his fingers digging into my bare skin and his breath goes through the strands of my hair until it reaches my neck area.For the love of God, why do I feel this feeling when I have i